Doubt
There's barely any room to hang a hat
There's people sleeping on top of each other
It's been awhile since anyone has sat
No one wants to make room for another
No one wants to get out,they want to hang around and babble
The want to complain that they can't move an inch
And rearrange words like scrabble
You see there over looking one known fact
Through the front door,is not the only way out
Think before you act
And always leave some room for doubt!
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